No Way Out (a short MB story)

The Blackmailer. . .

The Next Morning:

i opened my eyes, and found myself tucked into an familiar bed, i rolled over and saw my beautiful boyfriend sitting up endulged in his phone. i felt safe again. but how did i end up here?

Angel: goodmorning :)

Roc: goodmor-

he paused as he caught a glismps of me.

Roc: oh, its you.

Angel: um yeahh, its me :)

Roc: yeah, and i wish it wasn't

Angel: whoaa, someone has to much salt on their fries, this morning. whats wrong?

Roc: what do you meen "whats wrong" you know i dont like trash in my bed, so do me a favor and take yourself out.

he got up, pulled the covers off of me and gestured to the door.

Angel: what? roc why are you acting like this

Roc: get the fuck out!

i was startled by his yell

Angel: bae what the f-

he grabbed my ankles and pulled me completely off the bed, i fell onto the floor HARD, hiting my head

Angel: ow! that hurt!

Roc: I DONT GIVE A SHIT, leave

Angel: no, im not going anywhere until you stop being sucha punk !

i said getting up and getting in his face

Roc: a punk? am i really a punk Angel ?

he pushed me forcefully onto the bed, with a look in his eyes ive never seen before

Angel: well i didnt meen punk, its just the first thing that came to my-

he climbed ontop of me, and pecked my lips

Roc: goodbye

he said looking me deep into my eyes

Angel: what? what are yo-

i was quickly submurged under a pillow, i couldnt breathe. i kicked and screamed to no use. i was shaking rapidly, as if i was having a seizure. i kept hearing the mumfled sound of his voice, probably saying something negative about me. well goodbye world, this is my painfull ending i guess. "angel? what happend to that girl"? "oh, you know. the usual, murdered by the love of her life out of nowhere. typical death"

ANGEL! ANGEL! ANGEL!

god is that you ?

Jacob: ANGEL! WAKE UP! 

huh?

Jacob: WAKE THE FUCK UP! PLEASEE!

i opened my eyes, and sprang up. breathing hard, i was in shock but relief, it was all a bad dream. a very vivid, life-like bad dream.

Jacob: are you ok ? 

silencing my thoughts, i noticed i was in an foreign room. Jacob was sitting on the bed infront of me with one hand holding mine the other resting on my shoulder. His eyes were filled with concern, which was weird because, he is the enemy. i felt my lungs beating against my chest, trying to catch my breath because i was still in the mindset of getting suffocated with a pillow. i couldn't speak for a moment, i just stared as if i was trying to see carbon dioxide floating around in the air.

Jacob: hello ?

he shook me

Jacob: Angel say something!